Ruby’s POV

As I went to the office that morning. I sat at my desk, staring at the photos on my laptop, and my hands started to shake. I couldn’t believe what I was seeing.

Someone had taken new pictures of me, private ones, close-ups I never knew were being taken. Some were at the gym, others at the rink, a few outside my apartment building.

Every image made me feel smaller, like there was nowhere safe anymore.

Rebecca walked over to my desk, carrying two coffees and chatting about ...